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Thursday, September 1, 2011

"Speak up, sweetie, I can barely hear you," lulled Alesha's voice as she looked down at her daughter's trembling face.

Margo did attempt to say it louder, but Alesha still had to strain to make out anything through the mumbling. No matter how hard she tried, Margo couldn't get the courage to do anything but squeak what she wanted--probably because she knew what the answer would be.

Finally, Margo managed to squeeze out something barely audible to her mother, followed by the weakest and most pitiful "Please?"

"Margo, I told you last night," Alesha sighed, trying very hard to sound gentle. "No."

"Just for today? Please? Pretty please? I promise, I'll take the garbage out for a week an-an-and weed the garden for daddy and--"

"Sweetie," Alesha said as softly as she could. "Why don't you want to ride in the bus with the kids your age? You'll get to meet some of your classmates before you even get to school! You don't even need to talk to them if you don't want to... you'll just get used to being around them."

"I just..." Margo dug her toe into the floor. "Don't want to."

"Look, honey," Alesha began, her heart sinking. "I wish I could let you ride to school with me, but we both know that if I do, you're going to ask to be driven every day, and you're never going to get used to using the bus. It's better for you to dive in and give it your best now while it's new for everybody, okay?"

Margo's head hung even further, but she knew her mother was right. Or, at least, knew her mother firmly believed she was right. It was useless to argue. "Alright," she finally sighed.

Trying to put on a weak smile, Alesha placed a gentle hand on her daughter's shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. "You are so brave, Margo. You can do this--just remember to believe in yourself."

Those words were long forgotten by the time that Margo finally arrived at the Westlake School of Primary Education. She had somehow managed to endure the bumpy trip down the hill to the school, hiding in one of the empty middle rows so long that when everyone dispersed from the bus the driver nearly locked Margo from being able to exit.

No orientation could've prepared her for the emotions she felt looking up at the massive four pillars at the front of the school. It all looked so much larger than it ever had. So much more... menacing. She could feel herself quivering in her thick-soled rubber boots--the boots that wouldn't be able to protect her beyond those doors.

Margo gulped, and made her way inside.

By the time she found her classroom, it appeared that everyone else had already arrived before her. The room was absolutely full of kids her age, making a remarkable amount of noise with their introductory chit-chat--all except for one, who Margo swore was waiting by the entrance, just for her.

"Uuuuggggh, what's that smeelllll--oh, yeah, that's you, I forgot how much you stink," Ian whistled as he reached up and squeezed his nose. "Does it just not come off in the bath or something? Eeewwwww..."

Margo bit her lower lip and shrugged. "I dunno, I... I try..."

"Not hard enough," he leered back.

"Alright everyone, time to take your seats!" came a loud voice over top of the other students. Alesha's voice was like an angel's to Margo's ears. "You can sit anywhere you want today, but tomorrow I'm going to post a seating chart, so don't get too comfy!"

Most kids would rather dive headfirst into a vat of hot lava than have to endure having their parent for a teacher, but in Margo's case, it was one of the reasons she didn't turn tail and run the second she got into the classroom. As embarrassing as it might be, she was glad she didn't get put into Mrs. Vandenburg's class instead. Her mother was the best safety net she could ask for.

"Hello everyone!" her mother continued, once everyone was seated. "I know most of us have met, but my name is Mrs. Kane, and I'm going to be your teacher this year!"

"To start off, I thought we might all come up to the front of the class and share something about ourselves, so all of you can meet and get to know each other a little better before we start learning the big stuff."

Alesha turned her eyes towards the front row, and nodded to the first boy on her left. "Joshua! Why don't you come up and take a seat? You don't have to say much, just introduce yourself, maybe tell us about your family or your hobbies?"

The boy--Joshua--was watched by over a dozen pairs of eyes as he bravely climbed up onto the stool at the front of the class. Of all of them, though, Margo watched the most intently.

She hadn't realized, as she'd taken the last vacant seat (which of course was at the front of the class, knowing her luck) who exactly had been sitting next to her, but as the boy became the center of attention, everything else suddenly faded away.

Joshua. Margo had never been so captivated in her entire life.

He began to speak, but his all his words slowly faded away out of her conscious thought.

Instead, Margo was carried along by nothing but the gentle sound of his voice. Her imagination flew high above such trivial things such as 'football' and some nonsense about his family and some town called Greenland Bay. She went somewhere far, far better.

In her mind, Josh wasn't just a boy. Josh was a knight--a knight in shining armor. The most handsome, decorated man she'd ever seen. Tall, rugged, noble, and kind, Prince Josh had left his kingdom years ago in search of the maiden's tower, hidden far behind the seven seas and the growing mist of the Age of Doom. He'd battled monsters and evil wizards, climbed mountains and crossed vast, treacherous seas. Though he was tired, he would stop at nothing, nothing to get to the woman that he--

"Margo, it's your turn!" came a sudden voice from beyond Margo's imagination, pulling her back to the harshness of reality. Her eyes grew as she looked to see Josh sitting back next to her, and her mother/teacher staring at her from the front of the room. "Come up front?"

Fudgcicles.

"D...Do I have to?" A smattering of snickers erupted from behind her at her stutter, turning her face even redder from embarrassment.

"It'll be alright, Margo. Just tell us a little about yourself!"

About yourself... about yourself... about yourself... The words echoed in the vast, suddenly empty hole of her mind.

Who was she, again?

A stool had never seemed so tall, before. Margo could have sworn it grew as she attempted to climb it--that was the only way to explain why her feet kept missing the steps up to the top, and why there was a barrage of giggles from behind her as she did so. Was this all just some big practical joke to them?

But finally, she settled on the top, biting her lower lip.

There was so many kids, and they were all looking at her.

Budump.
Budump.
Budump.

"Margo?"

"M... My n-name is M-Margo M-May Kane.. I like flowers an an an puppies--"

"Everyone likes those," came a male voice from the class.

"Mr. Pesce, this is your first warning. Please be polite. Margo, continue."

Margo gulped. "I-I like to draw... An I like stories, an making up stories--"

"I bet they suck."

Mrs. Kane had had it. She'd had a brief discussion with Ian before class about his outbursts, and though she knew it was something that was a bit of a work in progress--which was why she was trying to be so tolerant--this simply was not going to work. Ian had had enough chances.

"Ian, that is enough," Alesha spoke loudly, making even Margo cower backwards on the stool. "You are being very rude and inconsiderate. You will meet me after school for detention--understood?"

Ian slowly slumped back in his seat. It didn't feel so great, when the leering eyes of the class were focused on him, instead. "Yes, Mrs. Kane."

"Speak out again and I'll continue adding detentions. I have no problems taking away your time if you feel the need to take away others'. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes, ma'am," Ian responded weakly.

"Good. Margo, if you're finished--Jace, would you like to go next?"

Margo had been unable to concentrate on anyone else's introduction. She'd perfected the art of making eye contact with her boots during that time, only briefly looking up when Kenzie gave her speech and made special mention of Margo. If anything, that made Margo smile.

Unfortunately, by the end of it all, she was already back to over-analyzing her poorly worded speech and the way everyone had laughed at her clumsiness; it was hard to focus on how she had a friend when she couldn't even understand why someone would like her in the first place.

"Margo, where you going?!" called a voice behind her as she barrelled out of the classroom at lunchtime. It was Kenzie, closely followed by a girl that Margo didn't recognize.

Kenzie closed the distance quickly, the other girl bouncing at her heels. "Oh, well, I wanted you to meet Veronica, my desk buddy!" Kenzie began excitedly. "She's got two older brothers, and a twin, and her family just moved here from Egypt! Isn't that awesome?!"

"... Yeah... That's really cool," Margo mumbled, attempting a weak smile as she looked at this 'Veronica'. "But... why'd you move here?" Twinbrook wasn't exactly a nice location after some place like Egypt.

"Well, my dad's a photographer," Veronica said as equally bubbly as her desk partner. "So we travel around all sorts of places. He wanted to settle us down somewhere a bit more normal and quiet, though, so we came here! I don't mind it so much, actually. Egypt was way too hot. My dad still does a lot of traveling for work, though."

"So, he takes pictures? That's cool..." Margo said, unsure.

"Yeah!" Veronica bounced a little on her heels. "I asked Kenzie if she wanted to come over after school and see some he's taken, and some other stuff we brought from Egypt--do you wanna come, too?"

"Well, I'll have to ask my mom, but... I guess--"

"You better watch out, Veronica." The sound of the classroom door shutting suddenly made the three girls aware of a fourth that had just exited, if her curt words had not. "Margo's so clumsy she might break all your Dad's relics just by breathing on them. She's cursed, just like the rest of her family."

"B-But I--" Margo turned, looking at the blonde with a hurt, defeated frown.

What looked back, though, was something the likes of which Margo had never seen before. She'd heard all sorts of insults from Ian--this was nothing new--but that look... It was different. With Ian, Margo was just a toy, a plaything, something he messed with for the sake of amusement, and it showed in the way he smiled and laughed at her embarrassment.

This girl, though, looked at Margo with anger. With Pure. Seething. Hatred.

None of them had any time to make any sort of response, though, because the blonde disappeared down the hall as quickly as she'd appeared.

The air escaped all of their lungs at once; even Kenzie had been holding her breath. "Who was that, and what is her problem?" Veronica asked, bluntly.

"I don't know," Margo said in a small voice. "I've never even met her before."

"Kenzie, you can't do that, you'll get in trouble," Margo protested, suddenly worried. She didn't want to get her friend involved in this.

"So what? She started it! She doesn't know who she's messing with, and she should."

"Yeah," Veronica chimed in. "People can't just talk to you like that and get away with it!"

"Still, I don't want you guys to get hurt, too! They only hate me, I don't want them to hate you too."

"Like we care! We're your friends, silly!" Kenzie exclaimed, so exuberantly her glasses nearly slid off her nose. "And we're gonna take care of you, whether you like it or not!"

Veronica nodded enthusiastically. "Exactly. We don't care what they think. Besides, it's easy to pick on one person, not so easy to pick on three! We'll be like... a team!"

"A... team?" Margo paused. Though she'd never wish her troubles on anyone else, her heart warmed instantly to imagine them as a team. A trio, like Jimmy Sprocket and his friends, or the band in the Fellowship of the Plumbob! She wasn't much on her own, but together... together, she wouldn't have to be afraid.

Or alone.

"Ya! Now let's team up and get some food... I'm starving."

Margo wasn't sure what she'd done to get their loyalty, or what she'd have to do to keep it, but for the first time since she'd been introduced to the 'world', she felt... happy. It wasn't perfect, but, at least school wasn't going to be so bad, after all.

"Alright, that should do it," Dick Norman announced, sounding rather pleased with himself as he tightly screwed the cap shut at the nape of Lilobot's neck. "Good as new! I'm no doctor, but if that doesn't make you run smoother, I ain't sure what could."

"No, no, I'm feeling better already! My joints feel much less resistant... I must have a leak somewhere, I'll have Mr. Kane take a closer look when I get home."

"Why you still botherin' with that 'Mr. Kane' nonsense? He's like yer father, ain't 'e?"

"Yeah, I guess," Lilobot said slowly as she pulled away, testing the compression in her fingertips as she walked. "It just... does not seem right to say in casual conversation, I suppose."

"'Ey Lil... Is everything alright?" Mr. Norman tilted his head, looking at the back of Lil's. "You don't sound like yourself, today."

Dick Norman was a sweet old soul. For the past few months he'd become a rather good friend to Lil. What started as coming in for occasional tune-ups became something of a working relationship for her, where he taught her about engines and she helped do all the jobs he was getting too "rusty" to do. It was actually the relationship he valued most, since his wife passed away a few years back and his business was all that kept him going--and for Lil, it was nice to be around someone who saw cars so lifelike that she seemed just as flesh and blood to him as he.

But no matter how good a friend he was, she knew he couldn't possibly understand. "It's just... I've gotten myself in a really sticky situation, and I'm not sure what to do," she sighed, wheeling back around to face him.

"Sticky situation? What happened?"

"It's... complicated." Lil frowned. Even if Mr. Norman could understand, she didn't want anyone knowing that she'd lied about her identity to someone she was in a romantic relationship with. Even Mr. Norman would disapprove.

"Uh huh... I see."

"I'm sorry, I wish I could say more, it's just really personal. I'd rather not get into it."

"No, no, Lil, don't worry," Mr. Norman said with a smile. "I understand completely. Just try not tah be so hard on yerself, a'ight? I need a stable head on those shoulders if I'm tah have you workin' here."

"Don't worry sir!" she responded perkily. "I'll be back to normal in no time! Just got pre-occupied while I was dozing, it won't happen again!"

"Good, good, that's great tah hear--I'm gonna need all the help I can get with this beauty here, can't afford not to have my protege at her best." Mr. Norman steered Lilobot towards the car sitting in the main hub of his garage--but once Lil got a good look at it, she was quickly taken aback.

"Wait... This. This car." The color, the model, the funny scratch over the left headlight--she knew this car."Where did this come from?" She could swear she heard something uncomfortable rattling around in her belly.

"New boy in town brought it 'round this mornin', wants to give her s'more power and a fancy new set o' rims. He actually should be droppin' by any time now to work out the specifics--"

"He's--He's coming here?! Now?!"

"Yeah, he--wait, see, there he is right there!" Mr. Norman gave a solid nod towards a man who, as far as Lil was concerned, appeared out of no where at the end of the garage.

"Mr. Grey," Dick said excitedly. "This is Lilobot Kane, my assistant-in-training. Very bright little lass, she'll be a better mechanic than I am in a couple o' weeks if she puts her mind to it. Lil, this is Tanner Grey, our newest customer."

"Fascinating!" Lil's heart sank when she heard Tanner's first words. "I knew Twinbrook had simbot prototypes in the populus, but I never imagined I'd actually meet one! She's quite exquisite--how much did you have to pay for her?"

"You know... I'm standing right here," Lil said in a muffled voice, casting her eyes away.

"Oh, I'm sorry--I've just never... Wow. Fascinating."
"Yeah... I get that quite often."

After a moment, Tanner quickly shook his head and broke eye contact. "Sorry, I--I really don't mean to stare. Just. Ya know. Weird. Anyways, thanks for taking a look and helping out with my car--I'm sure you'll get her better than new. And if you could, touch up the spot above the left headlight? My girlfriend's been on me about that... She really fancies the car, I want it looking spiffy for the first time I get to take her around for a spin in it. Can you handle that?"

"Great, thanks--you're the best! Talk to you later, autobot. Get it? Autobot, because you work in an autoshop, and you're a robot? Haha... yeah, peace!"

As he walked away, Lilobot felt herself getting weak in the knees--and not in a good way. Great. Not only did he not know that she was this 'girlfriend' of his, but she was working on his car as a present for herself. Fantastic.

Lilobot sighed. "Well... I guess I know what irony feels like, now."

Time to crack the egg, Bradley thought at he looked down at the massive tiberium sample sitting peacefully on the pedestal in his laboratory.

All the preparations had been made; even Moe, the reluctant mother hen, had been able to give Brad the go-ahead. They'd equalized the element's radiation enough to handle--at least for a brief amount of time. It was long enough for Brad to get the sample he needed so he could get to work, and finally get another step closer to his sister's cure.

Unfortunately, even genuises can make mistakes.

"Easy... easy does it... Beautiful," Brad mumbled to his test tube. "The reaction is completely neutral."

Well, I went from "Aww this is cute" to "OH MY DAMN YOU KILLED OFF BRAD." I'm still not sure you didn't, knowing you. BUT I think Moe would never have signed off on an experiment that would kill him. Maybe maim him.

I feel really bad for Margo, but my Ian fangirl still thinks he's cute, even if he's a bitch.

I'm really loving Alesha the more we get to know her. She's really trying to give her daughter that little push to take some steps on her own, but Margo just doesn't seem to want a bar of it. lolAt least with her mother as her teacher she, hopefully, wont be picked on too much.

Ooooh and there's Josh!! Hee hee. You got the same hair, yey! I absolutely LOVE that shot of him all grown up and dressed as a knight. And the look on Margo's face, damn, is this little girl a cutie or what. ;)

Love the classroom you created, looks wonderful!

Lil meets her man at last. lol He seems intrigued at the thought of a simbot at least.

And what is Brad up to? Hmmm. I hope what just smashed isn't too er, dangerous. His lab looks sooooo cool btw.

So wrapped that you had time to post an episode. Sounds like you've been super busy. I hope things are going well for you though! *hugs*

That was so great! I love that Margo has some friends that she can trust, and pardon my language, but that other girl really was a bitch. It will be interesting to see how that goes later on in the story.

Lilobot is in love! I think that that is so sweet, and I am excited to see how she handles her feelings.

Uh-oh, it looks like Brad is in trouble! I wonder what will happen to him!

Aw, bullying is so sad. I hate it. Did you see "Remember Me?" The young sister of Rob Pattinson gets bullied at school one day while he's there to pick her up and he goes over and picks up the bully's desk with her in it and tops it over. lol. (It's been a while since I've seen the movie, but I'm pretty sure that's how it goes down..)

Anyway, it's nice to have someone support you and back you up. Margo will definitely need her friends.

So did you use the Master Controller to get all those kids to the lot with the classroom? I've been wondering if you could summon people with the MC.

Josh is super cute! He'll be a total hottie when he's older *points at knightly picture*

:\ Poor Lilo. It's really gotta be tough not being human. There will always be people who will treat her unfairly because they think she's just a machine!

Margo had a very interesting first day. Poor kid, going to school for the first time must be tough, even if your Mom is there.

Goodness, Ian is being such a pain. What did Margo do to attract his attention - other than react? Glad to see he wasn't happy when he got attention.

Love the sequence with Joshua. Margo is so cute daydreaming.

You know, there is something that seems familiar about Veronica, her brothers and twin sister. LOL And Blondie? Margo could smash about 1/2 his house and Phillip probably wouldn't notice. Just don't break the camera (his) or the computer (his wife's).

Aw, such a good introduction in general to the new little trio.

Poor Lil. Not the best start to seeing her internet boyfriend in the flash.

Hahaha!! Yeah, I'm definitely not above killing Brad off, but I'd like to think I'd wait at least til the end of a season to do something like that. ;D Granted, I may be tempted... *cough* You're definitely right about Moe though--there may be some things even he couldn't predict, though!

I feel so bad for Margo, too. D: It's hard to describe just how difficult it is for me to torture her when basically writing Margo is writing my own story. I just wanna make her life perfect--but it just doesn't work that way.

Hey Jen! <3 Awww, I'm glad that you're liking Alesha so much! She doesn't always do things perfectly, but she really would do anything for her little girl. She just wants the best for her. :3

Hahaha--I thought you'd like that shot of Josh. ;) I'm gonna have a lot of fun messing about with him if he ever enters Margo's fantasies again... which is highly likely. ;) Glad you like the classroom, too--the school is sort of a WIP but I'm fairly happy with how it's coming along.

Lil's beau is intrigued by simbots, but does that mean he can love one? I guess we'll have to see... ;)

Brad's workin' on that cure for Mia, as usual, but... things have certainly gone awry. o_o He got a liiiitttle too cocky this time around!

Things've been busy this and busy that, and I've kinda lost my mojo for the Sims lately, but I'm trying to reign it all back in--hopefully that means I'll get an update of some sort out shortly. We'll see! Thanks, darling! <33

As rough as things go in Margo's life, it's definitely important she has some friends to stick by her side--and both Kenzie and Veronica are kind souls who see Margo for who she really is. Helps that they're both pretty odd themselves, as you'll see as they get older. ;D

The other girl... well, she's definitely a bitch. But unlike Ian, she is for a reason. ;)

Lilobot in love is a handful--it's safe to say that it's NOT programming that Brad intended! So how it works out... well, you'll see. ;) Brad's got his hands full with other things right now though, unfortunately! lol

I whole-heartedly agree--bullying is very sad. :( I've never seen Remember Me unfortunately--I'll have to look it up. I was bullied quite a bit growing up myself though, so it's an uncomfortably familiar topic, but part of writing this story is being true to my own experiences. And, part of that is definitely have a great set a friends to help Margo through it. :)

I believe it's Master Controller that lets me have 8+ people in a household at once, yeah. The easiest way to get them there is to teleport, though, which is as easy as turning testingcheatsenabled true and shift+clicking the ground and hitting 'teleport'. Making them stay in their seats... that's just sheer luck. ;D

Josh definitely grows up to be a cutie ;) Definitely is on Jennifer's blog, at least!

Lil's life is going to be incredibly rough, but part of what is good about that is unlike Margo, she doesn't really crumble in the face of adversity. She gets up and she tries again. Or rather--she will. :)

Aren't friends awesome?! For a while I considered Margo being a bit of a loner, but I decided to give her a little taste of luck so she'd be able to get through school alive. And they'll definitely be there for her to help her realize her potential! That's one thing friends are always amazing at. :)Thanks babe! <3

Admittedly, writing Margo's trouble at school is incredibly easy because I've been through it myself. A lot of Margo's story is my own... the good and the bad. I guess we all have a sim eventually that's an extension of ourselves, somehow. :)

Yay, new chapter!!! Poor Margo, Ian is so mean to her! Grrr...I love how you decorated the classroom, it looks so real! The Hello Kitty backpack is adorable. :) I'm glad Margo has Kenzie, and now Veronica! I wonder who that girl is who hates Margo...and why she does. Poor Lil, the guy's there in town to meet her and she's a robot! Uh oh! I can see that relationship going either way. And yikes, Brad made the tiberium explode! What will happen?! It's radioactive, so it could turn him into some sort of monster! I'd laugh if it turned him into a werewolf, with his sister being a vampire. lol Anyway, I hope he's okay and that he can find the cure for Mia. Can't wait to find out what happens next!!!

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Summary:Trouble's on the rise when a rather strange family of gypsies touches down in Twinbrook, but with everything else going on in Margo's hectic life, she doesn't have time to notice... or does she? The battle for hearts begins as both Margo and Lilobot find themselves torn between the devil they know and the devil they don't--leading to choices that may very well define the rest of their lives.

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